The Alien Comes, I Become a Double Queen [Interstellar]

From this point of view, he really needs to thank Hill.

Yan Ziwei curled his lips into a smile, but then asked: "Has His Majesty been seriously ill?"

Lacy shook his head, "During the expedition to the Faris Economic Complex, in the last battle, we encountered fierce resistance from the other side. The entire newly established fleet equipped with superlight engines was wiped out, Even His Majesty almost died. After being rescued by his guards, His Majesty's brain and the first power tube closest to the spine suffered huge damage, causing him to be in a coma for three years.

"In the past three years, when even the Empress Dowager Emily was about to give up, Miss Meng Lina stayed by His Majesty's side every step of the way until he woke up again—"

"And she left?"

"Yes, Meng Lina proposed to divorce, but His Majesty refused, and then she disappeared."

"Do you know why?"

Lacy shook his head, "No, no one knows."

Yan Ziwei thought about it silently, and finally couldn't help laughing.

If it weren't for the performance of Reinedis last night, he would have really suspected that Monlina's departure was because of Reinedis's inaction after being injured—otherwise, how could this explain the unchanging affection during the coma of his lover? What about the behavior of resolutely leaving after waking up?

——Perhaps Renidis, who just woke up, did not move?

Yan Ziwei guessed happily in his heart, but he dared not reveal it at all.

Lacy was a little confused by Yan Ziwei's expression. He was worried that Yan Ziwei would be like an ordinary person who fell in love, and would be irrational when encountering such a thing.

But now Yan Ziwei's performance made him even more worried.

"You—" Lacy hesitated to speak.

Yan Ziwei suddenly waved his hand and said, "Ah San sent a message, please take a look for me."

Then he turned on the optical brain and sent a message to Lacy's optical brain, saying: "A man named Finix followed Ah San from Domimos to Mencarola. He is dealing with the problems of the local nobles. As for the matter, I also gave Ah San a lot of ideas, and of course forced back a lot of people who were eyeing him."

The appearance of this person even covered up the weirdness of Ah San to some extent—after all, the ideas Ah San occasionally said did not seem to be things he could say—but now the people around him The guards were no strangers to it.

"Actually, he gave Ah San a good idea," Yan Ziwei said with a smile, "Before Aqima asked Ah San to pack all the things that the local nobles sold him, and seal them under the name of the supplier. When the time comes to return to Domimos or go to the earth, once something happens to these things, it will be convenient for us to trace the source-it is also a deterrent.

"However, this Mr. Finnix suggested that Ah San directly ask these suppliers to bear the transportation of the goods to Domimos. After arriving at the port, they will be checked and accepted by the people of Prindiva. In this way, all the risks involved , it was all transferred to these suppliers, even the people in Prindiva Palace, and it has nothing to do with us."

Lacy also laughed when he heard this, "If nothing else, this is indeed a good idea."

He knew that Yan Ziwei wanted to find some helpers through this matter.After all, they are so understaffed that he needs to personally purchase those companies for His Excellency Hill and participate in board meetings.

"What I want to know is, who is he, and why did he come up with this idea?" Yan Ziwei's face gradually became serious.

Coming up with such an idea is actually very offensive, especially when Ah San is acting a little foolish and willing to pay for the transportation by himself.

"What does he want from Ah San?" Yan Ziwei continued to ask.

Lacy frowned and looked at the information on the documents, which contained the image of Mr. Finnix and the background information provided by the other party.

Yan Ziwei's manpower was very limited, and he had no way to investigate the information, so he could only record what the other party dictated and passed it on to Yan Ziwei.

"What he wants is very simple," Lacy said while thinking, "If Ah San is just Ah San, he will definitely not be pestered by such a person."

But regarding Yan Ziwei's first question, Lacy showed hesitation.

In fact, the reason why Lacy was sent into the palace by the old Paglas to teach Yan Ziwei was because he had a very good memory and was able to tell Domimos and even some famous nobles in the empire, family background, marriage relationship, etc. And so on, all the information is recorded in the brain, without the assistance of the optical brain.

But after reading these materials, he still couldn't call out the relevant materials from his mind, which made him feel a little confused.

If it is a small noble from another star field, then it is still possible.But this person followed Ah San from Domimos, there was no reason why he would not know anything about him.

Looking at Lacy's expression, Yan Ziwei probably understood what was going on.So he stood up and said to him: "You help me look up this person first, and let me know if you have any news."

Lacy nodded immediately, and became curious about this person in his heart.

Yan Ziwei left the one-person classroom used for class, and went to the training ground with Seichman and others who were guarding outside the door.

He has been very troubled by the transmission of spells recently.

First of all, he doesn't know where the power in his body comes from, and secondly, the way of using mantras must also be taught to others.

But in fact, the act of recording the incantations he saw in the optical brain drawing board was actually useless.When he drew these incantations with the optical brain, they had already undergone a slight irresistible deformation on the optical brain.

This kind of transformation is actually invisible to ordinary people at first, but if you really want to memorize it according to the mantra after this transformation, it is useless at all.

If Yan Ziwei hadn't been trying to memorize the mantra, after a certain treatment, he would not have noticed the weirdness in the mantra he had written by himself no matter how weird he looked at it.

But since it can't be put on paper, and the brain can't do it, how can he let others learn this mantra?

Yan Ziwei hit the target over and over again in the training ground, thinking about this question in his heart.

As the value of the recorded attack strength continued to rise, he had now discovered that no matter what kind of weapon he used, it would not affect its attack power.

In fact, what is really used for attacking is no longer the weapon itself, but the power drawn out by the spell that does not belong to this space.

But even so, Yan Ziwei still needs to consume a huge amount of "energy"—let's call it "energy"—to actually use such power.

Because every time after practicing more than a dozen times, Yan Ziwei felt a sense of exhaustion, as if something had been hollowed out.

He didn't know what was consumed in the process of using strength like this, anyway, now his head is bulging and hurting - a bit like the swelling pain at the beginning of staying up late - so give it a name first, so that it can be taught to students in the future!

After deleting all the data through the central controller of the training ground, Yan Ziwei sat down slowly, leaning against the square column of the controller, panting lightly.

Seichman, who was waiting for him outside, saw the display screen at the door indicating that the training was over.He waited for a while, but found that Yan Ziwei hadn't come out after a long time.

He thought for a while, knocked on the door, opened it and walked in, only to see Yan Ziwei sitting on the ground.

Seichman paused, and then walked towards him unhurriedly.

Yan Ziwei watched Seximan walk in, but didn't get up.

He was sure that Seichman definitely knew about Monlina, but the other party didn't give him any hint—except for that one interruption.

But Seichman is different from Lacy, they are just dispensable ordinary members of the Paglas family, and they are a small bargaining chip on his side, which he can use to win over.

But Seichman was the vice-captain of Reindis's bodyguard.

What kind of position is this?

Seichman's military rank is major general, and he is a general who can lead troops out at any time.Renides entrusted his life to them, he was an absolute confidant.

So Yan Ziwei never thought of getting support from this person—because Reinitis could give him more.

"You need to rest, Your Excellency." Seichman stood not far from him and said to him.

"Seichman, tell me how you got to Reinitis's side." Yan Ziwei's face was still pale at this time, but he seemed to be interested in talking.

Seichman knew that this was because the other party was in a post-exercise mental excitement.

"I graduated from Peterman Military Academy and passed the Sepida selection to the Second Air Force Command."

But the face of the other party clearly showed that the amount of exercise has exceeded the load on the other party's body.No matter how he repaired it, he was constantly depleting his remaining vitality.

"I excelled in several assignments with the Second Air Force and was quickly promoted."

He didn't know what the other party was doing during this time, which would lead to an accelerated loss of life force.However, the task His Majesty gave him was not surveillance, so he didn't need to know.

"During the war against the Faris Economic Union, the Second Air Force was directly under the command of His Majesty, and I also successfully entered the escort."

But Seichman knew one thing clearly, when this ape-man was planning something with great hope, he was actually not long to live.

"Seichman, what is your ideal?" He heard the pale ape-man in front of him ask him with a smile, his eyes shone slightly.

"Mondsey lives forever," Seichman replied without hesitation.

"Then do you know what my ideal is?"

"What is it?" Seichman asked agreeingly.

"I hope that one day I will open my eyes and find that all wars in this world have disappeared. There will be no more aggression and killing, nor discrimination and oppression. I hope that everyone can live in a safe and peaceful environment, and that everyone Even if you are poor, you don't have to worry about freedom and life."

Seichman looked at the man while talking, the light in his eyes gradually brightened.

This ray of light was so dazzling that while illuminating his own pale face, it also seemed to make the starry sky behind him shine.

Seichman stood there silently for a long time, and finally slowly bent down and stretched out his hand to the other party. The hand in the white glove was slender and strong, "Your Excellency, it's time for you to rest."